The Pool

We reached the stairs and he had to pry me off just to put me down. I raised my legs up, and he pulled my trunks up. Our dicks were around the same length, and surprisingly looked similar. It stood up, and was almost rock hard. James threw my trunks in a general direction, and they landed in a corner somewhere. Then he put his hand on my lower back and raised me up, so my ass was out of the water. His head went down quickly, and his tongue even faster. I gasped loudly and moaned, "Oh fuck!" My voice echoed throughout the room. His hand cupped over my mouth and my moans were muffled. His tongue flicked around inside me. He spat, then went back with his tongue. It felt so good with him inside me. Even just his tongue made me feel like I was in heaven.

I stood up and pulled him with me by his hand. Together we walked to the hot tub, and when we were there, I wrapped my arms around him and allowed us to fall in. We floated there together, kissing furiously. On the edge of the hot tub, there was a bottle of bubble bath and some bath bombs. I emptied the bottle and all the bombs into the hot water, and watched the reaction. The bubbles raised around us as we made out. I sat on the seat under the water, and James sat on top of me. I ran my fingers through his wet, tangled hair. He took both of our cocks in one hand and stroked them together. His fingers explored every inch of my shaft, and knew exactly where to go. We were engulfed by the mounds of pink suds. I took a handful of the bubbles and plopped it on top of his head. He took some and gave me a beard.

"Oh shit.", he said, looking behind me. I turned, and saw that the whole pool now was covered in pink foam. "We should probably go.", I said.
"I'm staying in the penthouse. Let's go.", he replied, pulling me to my feet. I grabbed a couple of towels by the door, but we decided to take a risk and run for it. The elevator to the penthouse was always empty, and was only thirty feet away. But before the elevator was a ballroom, with open doors and many guests inside. We stopped right before the doors, and latched our hands together. James peeked around the corner. No one had seen us, but we heard footsteps behind us. We ran for the last ten feet, and made it inside the elevator. When the door closed, I pushed James against the wall and made him bend over. Then I slowly inserted my cock into his ass. We both moaned loudly.

Over and over I rammed myself against him. He moaned in delight and said, "Whatever you do, don't stop. Don't fucking stop." I gave him his wish and continued. His asshole felt so tight, but my dick went in easily. I wondered how far up the penthouse was, because I didn't want this to end. It was ecstasy, I couldn't think straight. My head was spinning, when the doors of the elevator opened, and we fell onto the floor, with me still inside him.

"Spencer, don't you fucking stop! Don't you dare stop until you cum on my face!", he screamed. I Kept going. I pulled out quickly and flipped his body over, then shoved myself back in as if nothing happened. I bent down to kiss him, and our tongues wrestled again. I pulled my face back and moaned loudly. I was about to kiss him again when I could feel myself tense up, about to cum. I pushed in and out again one more time, then pulled out. I yanked myself four times, then shot out. The first shot went far. It completely missed James' face, and landed over his head in a big white streak on the wooden floor. The second shot landed on his face and in his open mouth. All the ones that came after left a trail down his chest. I shoved my dick inside him again and pushed and pulled, while spreading my cum all over his body, and rubbing his face. He was panting, and began moaning again. "Yes. Oh fuck. Fuck me. Spencer, fuck me-e-e-e-e-e." I went faster and harder. The second load came faster. I collapsed on top of his body, we were both panting as I unloaded more inside him.

Once we caught our breath, he said, "My turn." And pulled me up and led me to the bedroom. Once we were there, he picked me up again. Then he threw me onto the bed, and I bounced up into the air, laughing. He turned me over and slapped my ass. I gasped in pleasure. He spread my cheeks, and slid himself into me, and I gasped louder. I had been fucked before, but this felt so much better. He thrust himself in and out of me in a different way that made everything blissfully sweet. "Fuck, are you a porn star or something?", I asked. He laughed and said, "You're not the first to ask." He slapped my ass again and I moaned. He went in and out over and over. It all went by so fast. He leaned down over me, and held my arms above my head. His body bounced back and forth harder and faster until I felt his whole body tense up and his cock pulsate. He came inside me for what seemed like hours. He pulled out and collapsed next to me on the bed, both of us panting. I winked my hole and felt the cum drip out.

James and I made a plan to meet each other the next day in the penthouse. I kissed him before I walked into the elevator with a towel wrapped around me. I was going to wait until I got back to my room when I took a shower, but I couldn't resist. I stopped the elevator and dropped my towel. My dick was hard again, and I grabbed it. Something about it this time felt different. Everything felt so much better. When I was about to cum, I couldn't help screaming out, except it sounded different. It was more like a squeal. If you've ever listened to 'Raspberry Beret', by Prince, you'd know what I was talking about when I say I got has high pitched as him. I shot my load, and it was bigger than expected. It shot all over the wall of the elevator. I decided to leaved it there, as a present for James. I pressed the button to let the elevator go again. As I walked out with the towel around me, I thought of my cum dripping down, while I hummed 'Raspberry Beret' to myself.